Tanalth
Crazy Never Looked this Good
In order to be a good agent, or anyone with a decent build, you had to always stay in-shape. That's the first thing anyone would tell you if you were into work outs or just having a decent exercise. Of course other stuff was needed. Good diet, at least an hour's worth of exercise a day and all. But for some like Jenna she wanted to push it just to stay extra fit. Her work outs usually meant some time at the target range followed by up to two hours in the gym. And given how she felt the need for a little more after her previous missions no better time like the present as they say.
Working from one of the buildings own by the Omega Protectorate, as she worked for them, Jenna had been at her little routine most of the morning already. He aim was getting better as she'd seen from the target session she went through first. She always preferred to get it out of the way as she was a more hand-to-hand type of girl. She'd managed to round every shot within the same area, not missing the little target droids they allowed her to use for the practice. Of course when the trainer present had made a gross mention of her looks a stray blast had went over his head. Just a warning shot.
Now she was at the gym and, thankfully, it wasn't too crowded today. She prefer it over guys constantly looking at her and bothering her. If she wanted time to pick up guys it would be at the bar or something like that. For now she just wanted to clear her head and do some simple squats and runs and the like. Now that she was on a treadmill Jenna began to do her run of twelve miles an hour.
[member="Noah Corek"]
Working from one of the buildings own by the Omega Protectorate, as she worked for them, Jenna had been at her little routine most of the morning already. He aim was getting better as she'd seen from the target session she went through first. She always preferred to get it out of the way as she was a more hand-to-hand type of girl. She'd managed to round every shot within the same area, not missing the little target droids they allowed her to use for the practice. Of course when the trainer present had made a gross mention of her looks a stray blast had went over his head. Just a warning shot.
Now she was at the gym and, thankfully, it wasn't too crowded today. She prefer it over guys constantly looking at her and bothering her. If she wanted time to pick up guys it would be at the bar or something like that. For now she just wanted to clear her head and do some simple squats and runs and the like. Now that she was on a treadmill Jenna began to do her run of twelve miles an hour.
[member="Noah Corek"]